I Get The Bag - Gucci Mane feat. Migos | Song Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Southside
Hah, it's Gucci!
It's Drop Top, Wizop, hoo! Skrr
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon shoot you

[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah!
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon' fuck up a bag (ye)
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin' the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
Drop the top (drop top), when it's cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
Eat it up like it's a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek (yeah!)

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Percocet pill on me, ice on my neck baby chill with me (ice!)
Them niggas that flex in the back don't say nothin them niggas will kill for me
Backends I got 'em asleep, on fleek
100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe!)
Bitch I'm a dog, give my treat
Hop out the frog and leap (leap!)
I put them bricks in the Phantom, my bitch she walk around like she Kris Jenner
I used to break and then enter
Then Takeoff run 'em like the game of temple
It's simple, I play with the mental
Momma said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama!)
Canada 'cause I'm a money symbol
Walking with the racks I'm looking crippled (money!)
Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (tip her!)
A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel!)
Not from L.A. but I clip her (brrr!)
Double my cup, pour a triple
Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my)
I'm not your average or typical (I'm not your)
Look at my wrist and it's critical (look at the)
Hold it up, droppin' the temperature (droppin' the)
I get that bag on the regular (bag!)
I got a bag on my cellular (brrr!)
Backing up, bagging up vegetables
Baggin' up cookies, it's medical (cookies!)
Cocaine, codeine, et cetera
Cocaine and lean, it's federal
I take off, landin' on Nebula
[?] 20 M's on my schedule
(Takeoff!)